Mccan (roles reversed)

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This is backwards, so you will be Y/N McCann and Justin will be Justin Bieber lol

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This is backwards, so you will be Y/N McCann and Justin will be Justin Bieber lol.

Justin's p.o.v

Walking the streets never scared me, even though there's a criminal on the loose. But tonight didn't feel right. The sound and the air wasn't right and it wasn't clear but I had to get home.

I felt someone jump on my back, a hand wrapped around my nose with a fabric.

"Damn, your cuter than I thought." They whispered.

I woke up, my shirt unbuttoned and my location not known.

"Hey! Help!!" I yelled, she walked in.

"Hey pumpkin. Don't yell, when they find your dead body they'd want you to be easier to identify. They can't do that with your vocal chords sliced huh? " She winked.

I gulped, "lemme go, I don't know what you want or who you are!"

She chuckled and put bullets in her revolver, "really? Okay how bout the name Candice McCann? Hmm? Ring a bell?"

She saw the confusion on my face, right before I could say anything she set the gun on my head.

"Come on Justin, Candice and Jeremy sitting in a tree? K- I-S-S-I-N-G?"

My eyes widened, "Y/N? "

She laughed, and crouched in front of me. "Bingo."

"Why are you going to kill me."

"So many reasons Justin, the main one being your father. I can't find him and your the next best thing."

I tried to back up but I was already against the wall, I shook my head, "Y/N please please."

"Shut up, your father set my only mother into s deeper depression, and made her go into a downward spiral into alcoholism... She died crying over him. God that made me sick." She just chuckled, "but nonetheless it wasn't her fault."

"Y-y/n I'm sorry but-"

She cocked the gun, "but where's your father."

"He killed himself, after some lady died I guess it was your mother."

She laughed and pulled a knife from her boot, "I guess il torture you."

As she was about to cut me the door swung open, "BOSS! Cops are coming we gotta go!"

"Lemme me the first slice Randal!"

"We don't have time!" He hissed.

She huffed and stood up, winking at me. "See you soon honeybun." And she ran out

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